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e a r t .. S i r i u s B l a c k | On a Hot Summers Night, Would you offer your throat To the Wolf With the Red Roses? They were free, they were out. Sirius was in his arms, but he didn’t have time to think about that now. He lowered his wand at the Death Eater that was aimed at Harry, holding the Crucatious curse in place. “Expelliamus!” He cried out into the darken room. He didn’t know when Voldemorts minions had arrives, but if Bellatrix was amongst them… Well, god help her was all that could be said. He watched with one amber orb to see if he had successfully disarmed the Death Eater. “Protego!” Was his next cry, to create a shield for those near him, and if the wand hadn’t remained in the Death Eaters hand, to try to dispel the spell that wracked Harry’s Prone form. They would not take another of the Orders Number, not now Sirius was back. Holding the spell Remus reached for the Invisibility cloak and pushed it at Sirius, trying to keep an eye on everyone, think about how to better protect Harry, how to rescue Aianna… All of it at once. His own life didn’t even cross his bedraggled mind. Yes I was called Remus John Lupin I am given Remus I turned 36 this year I am cursed as a Werewolf I am a Half Blood wizard My Heart Belongs to Sirius Black I am Male I am Gay I work at Hogwarts School or Witchcraft and Wizardry I bet you say that to all the Boys. Off through the new day's mist I run off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am harvest the land taking of the fallen lamb off thruogh the new day's mist I run off from the new day'smist I have come we shift pulsing with the earth company we keep roaming the land while you sleep shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life bright is the moon high in starlight chill is the air cold as steel tonight we shift call of the wild fear in your eyes it's later than you realized shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life I feel I change back to a better day hair stands on the back of my neck in wildness is the preservation of the world so seek the wolf in thyself shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of wolf and man Html & image © Roisin Dubh | i f e .. W e r e w o l f |
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